Cheng Yubai walked along the street for a while, a large shopping mall is just across the road, people who come out to shop at night are in and out of the luxurious gate in all shapes, Cheng Yubai sat down on the bench, and looked at the magnificent building that was embellished like a mirage by the lights, under the lights, the cars in the parking lot were plated with a psychedelic floating light...... Just looking at it like this, it's like a world away.

It was originally just a small shop, but when the business was good, his parents rented the whole building and opened it into a commercial building, which he took over after graduating from university, and gradually involved other industries, and after the business became bigger, he bought the whole building.

Now, the building has long since changed hands.

He can give up everything else, but here, no.

Cheng Yubai fell asleep on a park bench with a heart in his mind.

The next day, he was woken up by the uncle who was practicing in the morning, Zhang Hongquan, who was wearing a white practice uniform, finished playing a set of Chen's Tai Chi, only to find Cheng Yubai lying on the park bench, thinking that it was a homeless man who was drunk, but he didn't expect to approach and find that this person had a long breath, but a person who practiced martial arts.

"Young man, why are you asleep here?"

Cheng Yubai opened his eyes in a daze, it was really because he suddenly received too much impact last night and was exhausted. Otherwise, he would have woken up with his old biological clock. Cheng Yubai straightened up from the bench, rubbed his temples with his head, raised his eyes and looked around, there seemed to be no vacant seats, only he had a bench to himself.

"Uncle, do you want to rest? Hey, you sit, you sit...... I'll leave ...... now."

"Hey, no, wait, young man......" Zhang Hongquan opened his mouth, looked at Cheng Yubai's swaying back and shook his head, the young man is polite and polite now, but he is too anxious, he just wants to ask if the young man needs help.

Cheng Yubai didn't know what Zhang Hongquan wanted to ask next, he just didn't want to be sympathized.

The sun was already very strong, and the gray concrete floor seemed to be steaming at all. Cheng Yubai looked at the door of the casino, where many people came in and out, noisy music, flashing neon, and a kind of impetuous prosperity in broad daylight.

"Isn't this Brother Cheng? We haven't seen each other in a few days! Let's go, go in and play two? A young man in his twenties suddenly wanted to put a hippie smile on Cheng Yubai's shoulder from behind.

Cheng Yubai is not what it used to be now, and subconsciously turned sideways to avoid this beat, almost causing the person behind him to lie on his stomach and fall to the ground.

"Huazi, play things, let's talk about it later, you tell me first, what year and month is it now." As soon as the words came out, he habitually brought a little archaic, although it sounded a little awkward, but he couldn't change it all at once.

Zhao Yihua stood firm, rolled his eyes when he turned around, and turned to face him: "September 16th, 2506, what's wrong, Brother Cheng?" You've been missing for almost a year, you can't really break your brain like He Xiaoniu said, Watt, right? Or are you going to wander again, playing until you forget time and isolate yourself from the world? You, the little white dragon among the flowers who have been "in the midst of thousands of flowers, and the leaves do not stick to you", could it be that you really planted it on Yao Ran, and you plan not to marry Fei Qing? Zhao Yihua squeezed his eyebrows, but he really wanted to see Cheng Yubai's jokes.

Cheng Yubai reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, not talking.

Zhao Yihua only saw Cheng Yubai's current appearance clearly at this time, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes, this person's situation is a little wrong, not that his appearance has changed, but the demeanor between his eyebrows is different.

What do you say about the feeling?

At this moment, Cheng Yubai is thin, with a little melancholy at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, and there is still a little bit of vitality on his body, and the two points of unruliness of the year are gone. Now Cheng Yubai seems to have been forcibly drained of his spirit, his eyebrows are full of gloomy color, the whole person is lifeless, full of twilight, his eyes are no longer bright like autumn water, dim and haggard, and there is a lot of tiredness and sadness in his eyes, the only thing that is the same as before is a few traces of warmth.

Zhao Yihua watched from the side for a long time just now before he dared to come forward to say hello and recognize someone.

Jokes are jokes, Zhao Yihua couldn't bear to look at him so white-eyed, so he said: "Brother Cheng, you have to think clearly!" Yao Ran was married three months ago. I said a long time ago that that woman is not a good thing, you don't have to think about her anymore, buddy will find you a good one in the future, this matter is on me! Having said that, He Yujie is infatuated with you, so don't you really think about her? ”

Cheng Yubai seemed to have the intention of being out of the dust, and asked lightly: "Who did Yao Ran marry?" Wu Ming? Or Fan Creek? If it were really these two people, he really didn't lose at all, one was her first love plus her ex-boyfriend, and the other was a senior who had been chasing her for two years.

Although she was her current boyfriend before, she really didn't have much confidence in the face of the two, because Yao Ran had never given him confidence, and the contact with the two had never been broken, and the relationship was close.

It's not that he has a good temper and hasn't thought about losing his temper with her, but ...... No.

"It's not ......" Zhao Yihua glanced at him hesitantly, "Yes...... Summertime. ”

Cheng Yubai was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, laughed out of tears, and bent down with laughter: "Nostalgic empty chanting and listening to the flute, going to the countryside is like a rotten Ke person." The ancients were honest and did not deceive me! ”

"Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng, are you okay? Dude, I'm cowardly, don't scare me! Zhao Yihua looked at Cheng Yubai who looked like a mad demon in horror.

After a while, the laughter subsided.

"I'm fine, I'm sober now, you don't have to worry about me getting sick." Cheng Yubai looked at Zhao Yihua, who was five meters away, frowned, and sighed, "You don't have to be so far away from me." ”

"No, it's not...... Brother Cheng, you suddenly laughed like this, my heart is a little hairy......" Zhao Yihua smiled awkwardly, so nervous that he couldn't even speak.

Although he said it nicely, and called others brothers, he was actually afraid to death, although he didn't believe what happened at the beginning, but who knows when the other party will get sick?

So Zhao Yihua didn't move a step: "Hehe...... I feel like I'm standing here...... Still...... Also, it's good. ”

Cheng Yubai sighed faintly: "Since you think it's good, then don't move, I'll come over." "

With that, Cheng Yubai approached him.

Zhao Yihua's eyes widened in horror, his face was pale, his whole body trembled, and he trembled like chaff, and his eyes were staring at his feet like this, a good mistake.

Cheng Yubai suddenly stopped two meters away from him, looked at him deeply for a while, and said with an inexplicable complicated expression: "It turns out that you are also afraid of me......"

"No...... No...... Brother Cheng, don't ...... You listen to me......" Zhao Yihua tried to restrain himself, the muscles on his face twitched, and he finally calmed down, but his voice was still trembling, and his body was still trembling, and he couldn't hide it.

"Forget it." Cheng Yubai seemed to see through Zhao Yihua's thoughts at a glance, looked tired, waved his hand, and said casually. His voice was somewhat hoarse and sickly and tired, and it was obvious that he was not interested.

Regardless of whether Zhao Yihua is really not afraid of himself, he is not interested in knowing now, and when he takes a few steps back, he can't hide the tiredness and fatigue of his steps.

"You lend me a thousand first, and I'll pay you back in ten minutes."

Ten minutes, very short, also very long.

It's enough to make a multimillionaire lose his fortune, and it's enough to make a penniless homeless man rich in one go.

Cheng Yubai exchanged all the 1,000 yuan in his hand for ten 100 white chips, and gambled three, the easiest bet on the size. In the first round-up, which pays 24 to 1, he threw ten white chips, and when he retracted his chips, he became twenty-four blue chips. He kept his hand and didn't dare to win every hand, and on the second hand, he put a little water and lost four blue chips. The third is 17 points, the odds are 1 to 50, all throws, and directly flips to 100 red chips.

Cheng Yubai won, but he didn't mean to win at all on his face, he frowned and looked solemn, not because he won too little, but because he won too much.

The dealer kept making noise, and the cheers of other winners and the discussion of onlookers were really uproaring.

Zhu Tao, who came at the same time as him next to him, kept losing, he didn't seem to care, but the two people he brought couldn't hold their breath, one scolded and scolded, the other sighed, and after a few games of betting, he began to gasp, and sweat seeped out on his forehead.

Seeing that Cheng Yu's white hands were red, everyone asked to bet and get some money, but Cheng Yubai arched his hand at everyone and said: "Thank you for your affordability, little brother I thank you for your support in advance." The younger brother was taken care of by the God of Wealth today, and he won a little, so let's stop here today. The little brother's wealth has been almost used, and if it continues, I'm afraid that the God of Wealth will be angry, and it will be more than just the bottom that will be lost later. pants up...... "And, his life."

Some people who are still sober have already understood what he meant, they are all old customers, and they are not novices, so how can they not understand the unfinished meaning in Cheng Yu's vernacular?

After reacting, looking at Cheng Yubai again, his eyes were full of admiration, and there were really not many people who could see that their wealth doubled in an instant, and it was fifty times at once, and they still kept a clear head.

Some people were still shouting, encouraging him to continue betting, Cheng Yubai pressed it with his hand, smiled at them, listened carefully for a while, looked at the dice cup that had fallen on the table, and gently reported a number: "Eight." Then, no matter how much the group of people behind him retained, he turned around and left without hesitation.

"Hey, hey, the God of Wealth has spoken, what are you doing in a daze, hurry up and press it!" Someone came to his senses and quickly reminded the surrounding people.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes!"

"I'm going to press eight."

"I'll press too!"

......

The atmosphere at the gaming table was back lively.

After a while, the dealer saw that the chips in front of him had been reduced to a few sparse, and the alabaster on his face was gradually eroded by the oil sludge, only sweating profusely, steaming from the bald skull, and then staring at the side of the village when he looked at the village, he had to pay a lot of money, so angry that he put the dice cup on the ground, stepped on it with his feet, three dice, and Gollum rolled out of the dice cup, and he didn't know who picked it up in the noise, and disappeared in an instant.

As soon as he saw that the dice could not be found, the dealer instantly calmed down, and he was suddenly scared!